In fact, there were two problems. Firstly, he was over-endowed, which was a source of discomfort for his girlfriend. The second problem was an even bi...ger issue with her and totally flabbergasted me. Apparently, some men have a condition that is virtually untreatable. It was more common with circumcised men like him, but could also occur with uncut guys. His cock-head had rough skin around the top of the glans ridge, which caused an uncomfortable scratching effect in woman’s vaginas. His. Even I was unable to believe that it is really happening. I have decided that whatever happens, whether it is right or wrong, at this moment I had no other thought than a desire of having her.I decided to make my move. I tried to move my right hand to remove her white shirt. She immediately grabbed my hand puts back over my head across the seat belt. “No, not so quick if you want to have a look. I need to know you really want to have a look. I need to be convinced.”God knows what she meant how. I saw the time and realized I could not work on the pages any longer, I needed to get the materials Gwen would need out to the driveway. As I was gathering the sponges, chamois clothes and soap I heard a knock on the sliding glass door. It was Linda. "Uncle Mark, may I assist Auntie Gwen in washing the cars? If we get them done really quickly she can get me to the art store in time to let me browse for the best paints and some really good brushes." In the driveway, out front, nude," was all I. Good gawd, she wanted that cock for real. ‘I am fucking you, Cherise. I am slamming my cock in you. I am kissing you as I take you faster. ‘Baby, I am taking your breath into my own lungs as I pump harder into you. I taste your moan in my mouth.’ Holy shit, Cherise thought. Take me. She fingered herself with one hand and tore at her breasts with the other. She was so close. How could she tell Fred without ruining the moment? ‘Cum for me, baby. I can feel you are ready. That’s it, Cherise. Don’t.